The mercenary nearby laughed. “That’s a hundred paces at least! You’ll fill him with arrows if anything.” Tam eyed the man, then took his arrow and thrust the end into a torch. The bundled rag behind the head came alight with fire. “First rank, on my signal!” Tam yelled, ignoring the other orders that came down the line. “Let’s give Lord Mandragoran a little something to guide his way!”
